Sprummer

Even though it's already June, summer won't technically be here for another week and a half. So it's still spring. Which is fine with me. I think spring is my favorite season. Or maybe it's summer. I can never decide. Maybe I'll just go with this time of year... where it's not quite summer, but it certainly feels like it could be at times. Sprummer! You know what I love about spring, though? The time when everything is budding and blooming. You look out your window one day and see that all the trees are still bare and gray... but the next time you look out, seemingly the next day, everything is lush and green.